"Your Majesty, I don't want to shave my head. A bald head with a braid hanging at the back is so ugly!"
Tyrion shook his head repeatedly, rejecting the Dragon Queen's "good intentions."
Danny was surprised. So far, Tyrion was the only one who clearly said that the braid hairstyle was ugly.
This guy's aesthetic is normal!
Well, she also thought that it was very ugly, very funny, and had a disgusting smell for 'sensible people'.
Because of this, she instigated the little demon to get one.
The uglier, funnier, and more disgusting he was, the happier she was.
After learning that he was Targaryen, Danny hated the little demon's performance in the finale of Game of Thrones even more.
She wanted to see him make a fool of himself, to see him get a minion's head without knowing it.
Who knew that his aesthetic was the same as the normal people of the Celestial Empire.
In this other world, it was too abnormal.
Returning to the living room on the top floor from the yamen on the first floor, the unwilling Danny suggested again, "Meereen is undergoing the round-head movement, and the Gith people have begun to shave their hair.
If you shave it too, I'll transfer you to Meereen and give you a promotion. A second-grade official is qualified to participate in the Imperial Conference. "
The queen's words were half true and half false.
The last thing Klein did as the mayor of Meereen was to urge the Gith people to change their customs and shave off their originally stiff black and red straight hair.
But it was not a minion's head.
It was somewhat like a Mongolian warrior who shaved off the top of his head, leaving only a circle of hair at the temples and the back of his head.
It was also ugly.
Moreover, the so-called second-grade official was only a promotion, not a position.
The little demon was still a wildfire general.
Tyrion waved his hand dejectedly and said, "I have the Grayscale Disease and am about to die. There's no point in having the Iron Throne in front of me."
On the side, Aegon, who was nestled in a daze on the soft couch, seemed to empathize with him. His eyes reddened, and he was about to cry.
"Sigh!" Clinton also sighed. His eyes dimmed and he looked like he had lost all interest in life.
Sister Ashara's eyes were filled with pity, but there was nothing she could do. She could only silently stroke Aegon's back and whisper some words of comfort.
Seeing this, Yimont comforted them, "Don't worry, the Queen has the Witch Lens and has already studied the characteristics of the grayscale disease virus.
Later, Larissa will teach you the Fire Magic that the Queen has personally taught you. Combined with a high concentration of alcohol, you will be able to effectively stop the spread of the Grayscale Disease.
Maybe he can be like Shireen Byra and Theon, only partially petrified. "
"I've also attended the Queen's witchcraft lectures, and I've also tried the glass candles. I don't have the talent for Witchcraft, so I can't learn it. "Tyrion shook his head.
Yimont thought for a while and said, "Dahei went to the Thunder Island in the Jade Sea to pick up Master Kui Xi. She is the most talented sorcerer in the East. Maybe she can come up with a miracle cure."
"Kui Xi? Seven Gods above, it's actually her. "Tyrion facepalmed and sighed.
Danny asked curiously, "You know Kui Xi too?"
"I heard from the Fire Sorcerers that she is the strongest among the young generation in the Eastern Transcendent World. Together with Lisbon, they are known as the 'Twin Heroes of the East and the West'."
Tyrion sighed again and again. "What bullsh * t 'strongest among the young generation'? It's fine if you're just fooling others. But I know Lisbon!
That bastard even used the 'Three Gods Return to Cave' to cheat me of a bag of silver coins. In the end, he was stabbed into a dead end by a mercenary. How unlucky!
Instead of relying on that kind of person to save lives, it's better to fight with a wildfire. "
"How do you fight with a wildfire?" Aegon raised his head and asked.
"I have an idea." Tyrion stared at the Dragon Queen's face with a pair of expectant eyes. "The Queen's fire control skills are unparalleled in the world. Can you accurately control the wildfire to burn off the infected skin?"
'You can try. Try burning your entire d * ck to ashes!'
Danny complained in her heart about the little devil's rotten idea.
"It won't work." Yimont immediately shook his head and explained, "By the time the symptoms are discovered, the virus will have already entered the bloodstream and circulated to all parts of your body.
Therefore, amputation as a treatment that is widely spread among the people has never been recognized by the City of Knowledge.
For example, even if Sir Clinton's right arm is chopped off, there is a very high chance that the other parts of his body will be infected. "
"Tyrion, you can try drinking a few mouthfuls of the wildfire. Perhaps, you can awaken the Immortal Bloodline! "Danny said with a wicked smile.
"Danny!" Old Yimont increased the volume of his voice and glared at her meaningfully.
After leaving everyone's line of sight and entering the laboratory, Old Yimont warned her, "Danny, don't tell Tyrion his true identity."
"Why?"
"There are too many dragons." Yimont smiled bitterly. "If there are too few True Dragons, there is a danger of extinction. If there are too many True Dragons, there will be bloody infighting."
"Including Jon, there are already three adult Targaryens. You don't care about the Iron Throne, but they might fall out over this. "
"Jon Snow's identity is still uncertain! Even if he is Rhaegar and Leanna's son. He is also an illegitimate child like Tyrion. Illegitimate children have no right to inherit! "Danny said.
"According to tradition, it is. But Aegon is different from you. You are a hundred percent the daughter of Eris and Leila, a True Dragon. Everyone knows that.
But Rhaegar's children died sixteen years ago. This is also a fact that everyone knows.
In the hearts of the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms, a prince with a doubtful identity is not nobler than an illegitimate child whose identity is confirmed.
I am sure that if there is a chance to convene a great council, Jon, Tyrion, and Aegon's appeal and inheritance will be equally divided, unless you are determined to support one of them. "
Yimont stared at Danny's eyes with a burning gaze, as if trying to see through her inner thoughts.
"Unfortunately, you don't like the three of them, do you?"
Danny was a little embarrassed. Her eyes drifted, and she said, "Old Master, a relative suddenly popped out. Don't tell me you are so devoted to him?"
Old Yimont nodded seriously and said, "When I was at the Great Wall, before I knew about Jon and Tyrion's identities, I already had an inexplicable good impression of them."
"What about Aegon?"
"Aegon …" Yimont was stunned and sighed. "Maybe he appeared too suddenly, not so …"
Danny argued, "I admit, I don't like them, but I have no ill intentions. Otherwise, why would I tell you about Jon and Tyrion's identities? "
"Then what do you plan to do with them?" Yimont asked.
"What do I do? I'm already too busy with my own matters. Let them fend for themselves. What can they think? Why don't you tell me what to do with your seniority? "
Danny threw the ball back again.
"Sigh, Jon has already put on black clothes and is destined to be a Night Watchman for the rest of his life. Tyrion, let him continue to be Lannister. Don't tell him his identity. In the future, you can help him become the Duke of Casterly Rock City. After all, Aegon is the son of Rega. The Iron Throne will be given to him."
Yimont looked at Danny and asked tentatively, "How about this arrangement?"
"Okay, as long as Aegon has the courage to participate in the Battle of the Long Night, as long as he can kill the Strange Ghost King."
Dani nodded in agreement without any pressure.
At around three o 'clock in the morning the next day, the sky was still a deep indigo color.
Blackie passed through the dark sky like a ghost and landed on the torch-lit walls of the Great Pyramid.
Blackie had indeed never been to Thunder Island, but Danny's spiritual projection had been to the underground palace of Thunder Island many times. Blackie, who could communicate with Danny's dragon spirit, naturally knew the direction of Thunder Island.
Kui Xi was still dressed the same as when they first met, wearing a loose blue mage robe with a hood and a red wooden mask.
She didn't come alone. There was a white-haired old man with her.
In addition to the two of them, Blackie also carried a large canvas bag with four to five hundred pounds of magic herbs in its claws.
Blackie, Tyrion, and four or five Unsullied holding torches were waiting on the pyramid.
"Her Majesty's apprentice, Larissa, greets President Bu Tian and Mage Kui Xi. General Wildfire and I represent Her Majesty to welcome the two of you."
When Kui Xi and the white-haired old man slid down from the dragon's back, Larissa said again, "I have already asked people to prepare wine and guest rooms. The two of you must be tired from the journey. First, eat a little and rest for the night. When dawn comes, the Queen will personally receive the masters. "
"Masters, hello. My name is Tyrion, Tyrion Lannister. Actually, other than General Wildfire, I'm the only one bestowed with a yellow mandarin jacket. "
The little demon was wearing a golden mandarin jacket. He strode over with his short legs and walked over with his head held high. "I will accompany the two of you for dinner on behalf of the Queen and introduce the epidemic in Slave Bay."
Yes, Tyrion was here to accompany them.
At this time, the Dragon Queen was sleeping and couldn't receive guests.
However, he couldn't let the guests sit in the living room and eat alone. General Wildfire, who was bestowed with a yellow mandarin jacket, accepted the task of accompanying the guests.
After all, he could drink and had a sharp tongue. He was most suitable to be a receptionist.
"Master Kui Xi, I have long heard of your great name."
After the introductions, Tyrion began to show off.
He walked in front of Kui Xi, who was wearing a red wooden mask, and gave him a thumbs up. He praised, "The best of the younger generation, and the same as Volantis Lisbon —"
"Enough!" The Shadow Binding Knight, who had been Silent all this time, almost shouted.
"I'm not the best of the younger generation. Don't compare me to Lisbon!" she said in a low voice after catching her breath.
"Uh, haha …"
Tyrion didn't know what to do for a moment, but immediately smiled as if he understood something. This female wizard was very modest, very shy, and even a little shy.
"Wizard Kui Xi is truly modest. But who doesn't know your name? Who doesn't know? Even an outsider like me knows your position in the Transcendent Realm. You're too modest, "he praised loudly.
He couldn't be rude just because she was too modest. On the contrary, the more he praised a modest person, the better impression she had of him in her heart.
After all, he had contracted an illness and needed her to treat it.
Kui Xi's gaze was deep. Several shadows flashed in her bright, mirror-like eyes, but the red wooden mask blocked her gaze.
The dwarf gave a thumbs up and waved it in front of the barbarian elder and Kui Xi. He praised loudly, "Wizard Kui Xi, the best of the younger generation. Who else could be better than you?"
Kui Xi's body trembled slightly. She unconsciously clenched her fists. However, the night wind at the top of the tower blew at her loose wizard robe. Her hands were also hidden in her sleeves. No one could see.
'I'll give this dwarf retribution sooner or later!'
The Binding Knight thought.
Black Sister Larissa felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong with Tyrion's praise. She was already the best of the younger generation. Was she not enough for this Binding Knight to brag about?
Thus, she began to suspect that the two guests were dissatisfied with the Queen for not personally coming out to greet them.
Thinking of this, she smiled and explained, "The Queen has been staying up late recently to study the Gray Scale Disease. Tonight is no exception. She just fell asleep not long ago. She didn't mean to be rude. "
The white-haired elder waved his hand and looked deeply into Blackie's human-like eyes. He said meaningfully, "Actually, I've already met the Dragon Queen. The Great Wizard's Dragon Spirit Innate Gift is both enviable and revered. "
The barbarian elder wore a high hat and a wide belt. He had an awe-inspiring aura and exuded a noble aura.
Larissa wondered what Dragon Spirit Innate Gift was, but the other party was an honored guest who had come from afar. She couldn't be rude and just led the way. "Masters, please follow me."
"Her Majesty has prepared Qingting Island Golden Wine. Let's get drunk tonight." Tyrion smiled.
The elder seemed to have a high status. He directly walked past Kui Xi and said, "There's no need to rest or feast. I've been meditating during the flight. I'm not tired now. Take me directly to the laboratory!
The legendary Wizard Lens. How can I sleep when I think of it next door? "
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